dcarver
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Last Sunday, the loverly and I traveled to Santa Barbara to pick up Wabs.
Wabs was TWN's Suzuki DL650, silver and black, Raiders colors, which I like.
~13k on the clock, a beach bike, ABS brakes, and nicely farkled.
Wabs though, wasn't very happy about having a rider other than TWN. Like Tim's FJR on his memorial ride, which lost a clutch, and left Iggie stranded at a Church (Imagine that, if you will, TWN gets his ultimate revenge on Iggie, :fuck: ) Wabs decided she didn't like any other ass other than Tim and left ME stranded! What the :fuck: , over?
OK, it was unseasonably hot that Sunday afternoon, and I know freakin NOTHING about a 2006 Suzuki DL650 Vstrom. How to remove the seat? Don't know. Fuse block location? Don't know. Battery? Freakin' clueless. Does this thing have FI or a carb? Is my AAA road insurance paid up?
Discretion being the better part of valor, I called mi amigo Wayno. I met Wayno, a local resident in my hood, through RenoJohn, who lives in a very weird state (emotional, mental, and geographic) than most of you readers.
Wayne, unlike Reno, was great and provided valuable info:
"The seat key is through the ass of the rear fender".
Me, "WTF"?
Wayne, "Yes, really, you moron, look at it!"
Me, "How do you get the seat off?"
Wayne, "I'd tell you, but it's kind of personal."
... you get the idea.,
OK, long story short, Wabs had blown a 10 amp fuel pump fuse. Did you know that when the fuel pump fuse blows the speedo and tach will remain at the indication when the fuse blew? E.g. the speedo read 40 mph, the tach 4k rpm.
Me, "Wayne, the speedo and tach are stuck at 40 mph and 4k rpm, is this normal?"
Wayne "No, dumb shit, something is wrong!"
Me, thinking but not saying, well, "No shit, eh?"
Once Wabs fired up, I decided to not shut Wabs down until I got home.
Bad choice, Wabs needed gas.
Stopped at the first gas station, ran my debit card. It wouldn't register. Shit.
Down the road a bit, found another gas station, fueled up, and was pleasantly surprised that Wabs fired up easily, the starter motor spinning strong and instant combustion.. Ahh, good ol' combustion to motor my happy ass down the road.
During the 2.25 hour ride home, I notice the Escort 8500 radar detector, set for voltage mode, is running disturbing numbers. 11.7 then 11.8, 11.9, 12.0, maxxing out at 12.1. Hmm, me thinks, this is not good, IIRC Ionbeam had a post that 12.3 was minimum, and 14.5 to 14.7 is cool when turning out rpm on the open road. Then again, combustion is happening, I ain't pushing, and, as my dear old Pops once said, "A second class ride is better than a first class walk, anytime!"
...to be continued until me n Wabs do Alaska...
Wabs was TWN's Suzuki DL650, silver and black, Raiders colors, which I like.
~13k on the clock, a beach bike, ABS brakes, and nicely farkled.
Wabs though, wasn't very happy about having a rider other than TWN. Like Tim's FJR on his memorial ride, which lost a clutch, and left Iggie stranded at a Church (Imagine that, if you will, TWN gets his ultimate revenge on Iggie, :fuck: ) Wabs decided she didn't like any other ass other than Tim and left ME stranded! What the :fuck: , over?
OK, it was unseasonably hot that Sunday afternoon, and I know freakin NOTHING about a 2006 Suzuki DL650 Vstrom. How to remove the seat? Don't know. Fuse block location? Don't know. Battery? Freakin' clueless. Does this thing have FI or a carb? Is my AAA road insurance paid up?
Discretion being the better part of valor, I called mi amigo Wayno. I met Wayno, a local resident in my hood, through RenoJohn, who lives in a very weird state (emotional, mental, and geographic) than most of you readers.
Wayne, unlike Reno, was great and provided valuable info:
"The seat key is through the ass of the rear fender".
Me, "WTF"?
Wayne, "Yes, really, you moron, look at it!"
Me, "How do you get the seat off?"
Wayne, "I'd tell you, but it's kind of personal."
... you get the idea.,
OK, long story short, Wabs had blown a 10 amp fuel pump fuse. Did you know that when the fuel pump fuse blows the speedo and tach will remain at the indication when the fuse blew? E.g. the speedo read 40 mph, the tach 4k rpm.
Me, "Wayne, the speedo and tach are stuck at 40 mph and 4k rpm, is this normal?"
Wayne "No, dumb shit, something is wrong!"
Me, thinking but not saying, well, "No shit, eh?"
Once Wabs fired up, I decided to not shut Wabs down until I got home.
Bad choice, Wabs needed gas.
Stopped at the first gas station, ran my debit card. It wouldn't register. Shit.
Down the road a bit, found another gas station, fueled up, and was pleasantly surprised that Wabs fired up easily, the starter motor spinning strong and instant combustion.. Ahh, good ol' combustion to motor my happy ass down the road.
During the 2.25 hour ride home, I notice the Escort 8500 radar detector, set for voltage mode, is running disturbing numbers. 11.7 then 11.8, 11.9, 12.0, maxxing out at 12.1. Hmm, me thinks, this is not good, IIRC Ionbeam had a post that 12.3 was minimum, and 14.5 to 14.7 is cool when turning out rpm on the open road. Then again, combustion is happening, I ain't pushing, and, as my dear old Pops once said, "A second class ride is better than a first class walk, anytime!"
...to be continued until me n Wabs do Alaska...
